Aiming for your Heart!

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anyways take this quiz I made: link

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Can I have OG Dimitri and Brave version of him having a brake at the beach with Sumonner my boi deserves a good summer break UwU

An hour under the sun and he’s already overheated.

You huffed as he leaned on your shoulder. He easily towered over you, but by the goddess, you were going to get him out of the water and into the shade.

Carefully, you helped him onto one of the towels in the cabana. He groaned in appreciation as you pressed a cold rag to his forehead.

His lips slightly parted, sweat dripping down his body, and the scent of sunscreen drifted off of him. At that moment, the boar prince looked quite delicate, fragile, putty in your hands.

You laid a hand against his cheek, ever so softly, stroking your thumb up and down his sharp cheekbone. As you pulled it away, his hand shot up, holding your hand in its place.

“It’s...ok.” Dimitri’s icy blue eyes fluttered open. “Let’s just stay like this... for a moment.” 

His face grew redder as you smiled softly down at him.

“Alright,” you agreed, leaning down to kiss his forehead. As you sat back up, his eyes had closed again, and you could tell from his soft breaths that he was sleeping.

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send requests or else >:(

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summoner and a clingy summer sylvain please :>

Really, he hates jealousy. Why restrict your gaze to just one person?

At least, that’s what Sylvain tells himself as he walks by your side, just one step behind you. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

Your skin was shiny with seawater, and the scent of the sun and salt drifted off of you. And with a swimsuit that was just a little too small... well, you were tantalizing.

And Sylvain just couldn’t leave your side. No... the thought of someone else gazing at, flirting, or-Goddess forbid- touching you made him seethe with rage

As you two walked along the beach, Sylvain became more and more aware of the predatory gazes falling upon you from his comrades.

Wordlessly, he slung his arm over your shoulder.

You looked up at him, tilting your head in confusion. 

His face was red, yet he tugged you closer. The red-head lowered his head, sweetly touching your lips together in a soft kiss. 

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general thoughts

send those mf requests babes i’m gonna blow through a bunch while i’m on my lunch

also highkey this blog is getting old!!!! idk why but that makes me really happy :) shoutout to anyone whos been here since the beginning

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Odin's crush who is a shy person having the courage to confess to HIM hcs?? Gosh this would be so cute

You and Odin stood there, faces bright red. You couldn’t break eye contact, yet you desperately wanted to crawl under a rock and stay there until the sun exploded.

The sunset burned in the background, almost as red as Odin’s face. You had finally summoned the courage to confess, and yet he hadn’t spoken a word.

“Rejection... It must be!” your brain screamed. You turned to dash away,

but Odin grabbed your wrist.

“T-The great Odin Dark has succumbed to your mystic charm! Let us create a p-perfect union!” he stammered out.

Now, you were stunned to silence, and he felt like running into the forest and never coming out. “Odin... do you mean...” You ventured, not entirely sure what he had just said.

“Oh, I’m in love with you too!” he barked, pulling you into a hug. You were both shaking. You felt a drop of water hit your shoulder. He was crying

You stood like that for a while, trembling and crying together, hearts beating in sync.

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May I request one for Lif with a summoner who can’t sleep due to overheating super easily at night?

“...Feel any better yet?”

Lif had his hand against your forehead, holding a bag of ice against the back of your neck. The position felt almost medical, with him kneeling next to you on the bed like a nurse watching an at-risk patient.

You sighed, pushing his hand off your forehead. Normally the gesture would have annoyed him, but instead, he just sighed and pressed the bag of ice to your cheek.

Watery moonlight fluttered in through the large bay window next to your bed. His skin, pale as porcelain, seemed to glow. Lif’s brow was knitted and he wore a frown, his eyes shone with concern.

He pulled the ice away. Standing up, he rounded to your side of the bed and helped you up. “Let’s take a walk, the cool breeze with help”

Together you walked, hand in hand, around the courtyard. The full moon was bright, beaming down onto you two.

Eventually, you stopped for a rest against a tree, the dewy grass cool and soft against your skin. It wasn’t long before you fell asleep, Lif keeping watch over you like a protective dog. 

As the sun began to rose, he gently cradled his dear summoner in his arms and brought you back into your room. 

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Hcs on Sylvain when he’s summoned to askr for the first time, how he’d react, who he’d get along with, etc. maybe some summoner and Sylvain headcanons if you’re feeling up to it too? :3

Sylvain’s eyes fluttered open. However, instead of the world being black, it was swirling grey. He couldn’t make out any details in his surroundings, even his feet were obscured by the heaver fog

“God, this fog is rough!”

Sylvain turned around to see a hooded figure fiddling with a bright lamp. Next to them was a surly looking blue-haired boy. 

“There he is, Summoner.” the blue-haired boy said gently, making the hooded figure look up from the dying lamp.

“Oh!” the Summoner bounded up the Sylvain, extending a hand. “Very nice to see you, Sylvain! I’m glad you’re joining our fight!”

Fight? Why was this strange person asking him to fight for them? Sylvain wanted to run... to laugh this whole thing off and go find an inn to have dinner and rest at.

But, he made a fatal mistake. Sylvain looked down, straight into the Summoner’s eyes.

His heart seemed to stand still. Then, as the Summoner raised a hand to his cheek, it began to beat again. Their eyes sparkled with admiration and love. Sylvain felt a pang in his heart. He felt a powerful desire to take this beacon of light and flee. Sylvain opened his mouth to speak, and what he said shocked himself.

“I’ll give everything I have for you. You won’t ever have to worry, I’m going to protect you.”

It wasn’t the first time he had used that line, but this was the first time he truly meant it.

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Do you mind doing cuddling Inigo/Laslow headcanons?

His favorite part of his day is cuddling when you’re both fresh out of the baths. The smell of soap and the feeling of you pressed up against him fills his chest with warmth

Inigo’s not above a little PDA, especially in the dining hall. The low candlelight and the background chatter makes him extra flirty.

He’ll slide reeeeaaal close to you on the wooden bench of the table and pull you into his side. 

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controversial but it must be said

i want to give hubert kisses

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There are 2 types of bravery

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OH SHIT MAN.... sorry y’all I was reblogging things on the wrong account i’m dumb

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Can you do cuddling headcanons for Gangrel, Yarne, and Brady with a short fem s/o please?

Gangrel:

“Hmm? You want to rest your head on my chest? Alright, I suppose I’ll allow it... Just this once...”

Secretly, he’s overjoyed that you asked him.

He’ll spend a couple minutes just enjoying how nice you feel snuggled against him, then he likes to stroke your hair.

Gangrel’s favorite is when you fall asleep against him, because then he gets you all to himself for hours.

Yarne:

“Oh! Of course we can cuddle! Get over here, I’ll keep you warm.”

He LOVES to cuddle, especially after a nice fur brushing session.

Yarne’s extra warm and his fur is so soft, you can bury your face in it and doze the day away.

Yarne tends to wrap his whole body around you. He feels so safe when it’s just the two of you, snuggling up on a cold night.

Brady:

“Er, y-yeah! You can lay on me for a second...”

He’s blushing the whole time. It doesn’t matter if you’ve been married for years, he still turns bright red when you cuddle.

Brady loves it though! Being so close to you makes his heart pound.

He likes kiss you when you’re all snuggled up against him. A sweet, soft kiss just to make the moment even more tender.

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WHATS up fam.... send in requests

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Give us those thirsty Duma HCs pls

From the moment he appeared in front of you, Duma has been captivated by you. Everything you do, from the way your eyelashes flutter to the way your voice sounds when you’re yelling out a command, has made him fall a little more under your spell.

He never knew it was possible for him to love a mortal. You’re not strong, you’re not cold of heart, you’re nothing he taught the Rigelians to be.

And yet, Duma always finds himself marveling at you.

“Once, I believed that no human could be more than a mere servant to me. But I  have been proven wrong by you, my Summoner. You are kind and infinitely wise… You have stolen my heart and bewitched my mind. Please, stand beside me in this life.”

He dislikes being away from you at all. Duma’s afraid that he won’t be able to protect you. He could never forgive himself if you were hurt.

Duma tries to teach you about swordplay when you have free time. You’re not great at it yet, but he loves your smile as you two spar.

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duma vs grima for the affection of the summoner

Unlike Grima, Duma has shame. It disgusts him to see the way Grima coils himself around you wherever you go, forcing you to keep your attention on him and only him.

But Duma’s also jealous beyond belief. Oh, how he wished had the courage to tote you around, not hiding his love and affection. 

Duma is desperate to fight against Grima and destroy him once and for all. Maybe then you’d hug him tight like you do to Grima.

When they see each other in the halls, there’s bound to be an argument. Especially if you’re there.

“How dare you even speak to my summoner, you cursed god! I’ll have your head for that!” Grima barked, stamping his foot on the ground and grasping you tight in his arms.

“You challenge the god of strength? You are nothing more than a misshapen homunculus! You do not deserve to stand by the summoner’s side! So, come, if your heart is brave enough!”